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[img]https://i.imgur.com/GjazZAE.png[/img][hr][@BlueSky44][@Kirah][@Nallore][@Natsu][hr][hr][h3][color=84B4E2][b]EARTH 257 - 7:00 AM Nov. 14th, 2021 - the Iron[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=84B4E2][b][i]Stolen Ship[/i][/b][/color]

	Bonnie nodded as Matt asked her if the smell was better, but she was lying. It was [i]horrible[/i]. She didn't realize how it was possible for her to still be reacting to the stench, but then she realized it wasn't actually the vomit that was setting her off. It was the smell of Celestine's blood, clinging to the blade that had killed her and Celestine's clothing. Matt was dragging Celestine away, but she wasn't far enough away for it to stop affecting her yet. Even the thought of formaldehyde, one of Bonnie's scents, was enough to send her stomach summersaulting. [color=f6989d]"I think I need to go lie down,"[/color] Bonnie mumbled. 

	She didn't like this feeling of weakness and helplessness she was having at the moment. She would have preferred to join in on the line of questioning with the others, to learn more about the strange world they had found themselves plunged into. If it wasn't the knowledge that Doom and Luminous would most certainly hurt innocents, Bonnie would have been focusing all of her thoughts on finding a way home - she wouldn't have bothered to think about apprehending the pair. Of course, it probably wouldn't be that simple anyways. She couldn't imagine Luminous and Doom conveniently staying in one place together, the two mages acting as a team. They probably were on opposite corners of the globe, if they were even still on this planet. [color=f6989d]"Can someone calm Sparky down? Before she loses her goddamn mind?"[/color] Bonnie then muttered. 

	And then, something bizarre and unfortunate happened. Ordinarily, it would be a simple task to move a body from point A to point B. But the blade must have done more than just impale Celestine - somehow, Celestine [i]ripped in half[/i], her upper and lower body no longer joined together. The most horrific thing, however, was that her blood seemed to be mixed with something mechanical, almost looking like circuitry, like she had been in the process of an even further transformation. 

	[color=FFB795]"Holy..."[/color] Amelia whistled, uncertain as to what they were looking at. It was so shocking that she temporarily forgot about how Sparky was throwing a fit and threatening to kill them all. She just couldn't look away from the glistening techno components that were mixed in with Celestine's organs and blood, like she had been made into some sort of cyborg - or something else entirely. Maybe that [i]homo novissima[/i] thing Folly had mentioned wasn't that far off from the truth. [color=FFB795]"Was she like that before, do you reckon?"[/color] Amelia asked. Celestine hadn't been the more open of people - maybe she already had been filled with a mixture of technological and organic parts. 

	Darcy bit her lip for a moment. She had clearly seen something like that happen before. But she didn't let on as to what it was. "I don't think so, our scans didn't pick up anything besides evidence of a huuuge amount of radiation exposure - like [i]how are you still moving[/i] levels."

	Folly recognized it as well. Her eyes narrowed. "And people wonder why mutants hate the Iron."

	Raynor was [i]vaguely[/i] aware that he had seen something like that before, but he couldn't remember what it was. Some of the things he had done in his 'youth' were just a blur now. All he could recall was a slight sense of fear and trepidation as he looked at the mixture of organic and technological pieces spilling out of what had been Celestine. Whatever it was, Folly seemed to know. But people wanted to question him again - to have him share everything he knew - which frustrated him to no end. [color=d86615]"Like I said, that's too big of a question for me to answer,"[/color] Raynor said. 

	He realized no one was going to stop asking him stuff like that, so he figured that he might as well tell them about how he had ended up on Earth-666. [color=d86615]"My father died in the lead up to Ragnarok. My mother committed suicide. Asgard exploded. The Norns said that everything would be reborn in a golden age, but that didn't happen. We settled here, on Earth, taking land for our own and making New Asgard... I was so angry, angry at destiny and fate and choice. I lashed out. I ended up falling in with the Genoshans, leading their black ops group, the Dark X-Men. I didn't care why we did the things we did. I just wanted to make others hurt the way I did. I was a fucking monster. The Norns said I would never see Valhalla, that I would burn in Surtur's flames if I didn't leave... So I left this world and ended up in yours. Fury saw my anger and decided to help me use it for good. Is that what you all wanted to know? Did you want to condemn me for everything I did? Because I did it all. It's all true. I didn't kill for mutant rights or anything like that - I did it because I was [i]mad[/i] and the Iron was as good an outlet as any."[/color]